Chapter Fifty-Nine

Sasha sat calmly in her living room, her fingers lightly drumming against the armrest of the couch. She knew the confrontation was coming—it was inevitable. The knock on the door came, followed by a familiar voice: her father’s. Charles Brooks had arrived, and with him, Amanda and Hue.

“Let me let them in,” Sasha murmured to herself, her voice steady. She took a deep breath, preparing herself for the showdown.

As she unlocked her door, the door swung open, and Charles marched in first, his face set in a deep scowl. Amanda followed closely behind, her eyes filled with hatred, and Hue walked in last, sneering at Sasha as if she were beneath him.

Charles was furious, pacing back and forth. “Why did you shoot Hue and Amanda? And what’s this I’m hearing about forcing Amanda to step down from the company? Have you completely lost your mind?” he demanded.

Sasha looked at her father, her face calm and composed. “I didn’t shoot them, I gave them a warning shot,” she said coolly. “And Amanda st